[Damen watches him for a moment. He finally gets the panel off; honestly Damen probably could have pried it up if Tony had asked him to. He has pulled the iron grating out of a wall before.

The news about being between floors is irritating, though.] People tell me, since I arrived here, that all this... technology, is a wonderful thing. I am not certain it is, really.

Who builds a tiny lift box that becomes useless the moment all the elecktrics are gone?